Nora's POV

“It's not what you think.” He breathed.

“What do I think, Damon?” I asked, folding my arms.

He sighed. “You think I slept with Sasha.”

“Did you?”

Please say no. I mentally begged him. Please tell me how wrong I was.

He exhaled, his shoulders sagging with defeat. “I don't know.”

“What do you mean by that?”

He shrugged, his voice breaking as he spoke. “I don't really know. I hope I didn't.” Then he proceeded to tell me the most unbelievable story ...